Moving Pains

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I moved from a crappy little apartment into my very own house this weekend. Amongst the move, I had to transport my tablet. Tablet and pen. Come comic time, the pen is nowhere to be found. Looking in the basket it should have been in, I notice a tiny little hole just big enough for a pen.

It sucks, but I think I lost my pen… RIP Pen P. Pennington. 2010-2013. You lasted a period of time. Or maybe he just ran away like a coward. In that case, I hope you RIP’d.